Amara’s POV.
When the afternoon came, I was alone in the room as Damien had gone out to inspect the pack border. With some downtime at hand, I picked up a book but couldn’t bring myself to turn the next page before I felt sick to my stomach.
I started my day with a feeling of unease in my stomach, and as the hours passed, I noticed my nausea had only gotten worse. Well, I had been feeling off for the past few days but had ignored it. I tried my best to ignore my discomfort, but my nausea reached a boiling point. I jumped out of bed and sprinted towards the bathroom, making it in time before I threw up.
As I leaned over the sink, I couldn’t help but feel perplexed. I had been feeling this way for days, but it wasn’t the full moon, and none of the other pack members seemed to be experienc
